Chapter 555 Declaration of the Dark Lord of the New Century

Ivan waited there with some curiosity.

A few minutes later, Asia walked out of the house, holding a book in her hand.

"This is what Gleason asked me to pass on to you a few days ago. I think it's pretty good. If you have time, take the time to see if it's okay." Aisiya handed the book in her hand to Ivan.

Gleason? Ivan thought about it and had no impression of this name. He only remembered that he saw it on the personnel list that Doggett gave him, and it was one of his subordinates.

Ivan took it and glanced at it. The cover was engraved with "Declaration of the New Century" in gold and red lines.

The background is a painting, which looks like a hand-painted style, using only black and white lines to outline the scene. It can be vaguely seen that a short wizard is surrounded by a group of people, standing in the center with his left hand raised high, doing What action are you taking?

The surrounding pure black scenery left white lines extending from the man's left hand, which seemed to represent endless light. Several wizards knelt at his feet and confessed as if they had been inspired.

Ivan frowned, a little suspicious that this book was a brochure for a cult, but why did he feel that this scene was so familiar?

But when he casually opened it and looked at it, Ivan realized that it seemed to be a philosophy book mixed with some religious thoughts.

[He knows it from birth and has great wisdom]

[He is the only light in the darkness and will surely lead us to prosperity]

After scanning a few lines of text, Ivan curled his lips. He had never been interested in this kind of book. He even suspected that Gleason was a religious fanatic and planned to recruit him.

In view of the special title of the book and Asia's suggestion, Ivan closed it with his backhand and decided to take some time to read it when he went back.

If it was what he thought, then he would have to consider kicking Gleason out of Knockturn Alley to avoid deceiving other wizards.

"Mom, it's getting late, I'm afraid I have to go back." Ivan put away the book, looked at the clock hanging on the wall and said.

Asia ruffled Ivan's hair with some reluctance, but she didn't say anything to persuade him to stay. She just reminded Ivan not to forget to send her letters regularly when he got to school.

"Of course I will remember it! I won't write it once a week for a month!" Ivan replied confidently.

"It would be weird if you could remember! How many times have you sent me letters in the past few years? And you promised me every Christmas, but when did you come back?"

Asia reached out angrily and flicked Ivan's forehead, instructing Ivan to write it down and hang it in a conspicuous place, otherwise he would turn around and forget.

Ivan shrugged helplessly. How could you blame him?

Every year there are a lot of messy things to deal with at Hogwarts. Around Christmas these two years, he has either been integrating new bloodlines, or he has been tricked by Dumbledore and helped him clean up. How can he come back?

And this year Hogwarts is going to hold the Triwizard Tournament, and Voldemort is secretly planning his resurrection. Ivan has no idea whether he can come back for Christmas, and he doesn't dare to give any guarantee at all, so he can only make vague promises. past

After bidding farewell to Asia, Ivan used phantom to return to Nick Flamel's mansion.

Such long-distance spatial displacement twice a day was still a bit too much even though Ivan's magic power reserves exceeded that of an average adult wizard.

Fortunately, London is not too far from Paris, otherwise, he would have to be squeezed dry!

Ivan shook his head and walked all the way from the courtyard into the house. A group of small alchemy creatures roared and screamed, and the strange green plants on the side began to sway in the wind, as if to welcome him home.

Ivan is not surprised. After more than a month here, he has become familiar with the alchemical creatures and magical plants here, and has a very close relationship with them.

"Where's Teacher Wukaka?" Ivan looked around and saw Nick Flamel, then looked at those "little carrot heads".

The latter pointed him in the direction of the studio together, and Ivan immediately understood that it seemed that Nick Flamel was a little obsessed with the research and did not come out for afternoon tea as usual.

"What exactly is the teacher studying?" Ivan looked at the closed door of the studio on the first floor and secretly guessed.

He previously thought that Nick Flamel was repairing the Deathly Hallows, the Resurrection Stone, during this period, but when he entered the studio yesterday to ask for advice, he unexpectedly saw the master alchemist drawing a drawing.

Although Ivan only had time to take a few glances, he turned away, but because the impression was so profound, he clearly remembered that there was a strange device drawn on the drawing.

The thing was painted with magic words that guided magic, and there was a groove in the center, inlaid with a bright red irregular stone, which looked exactly like the magic stone he had seen before.

It was obvious that what Nick Flamel was concentrating on was related to the Philosopher's Stone, not the Resurrection Stone as he had expected!

But if he remembered correctly, the Magic Stone had already been destroyed, so what was the use of studying it?

Or is it that the destruction of the Philosopher's Stone was actually fake news?

Even if this is the case, Ivan still feels a little strange.

Because Dumbledore had clearly said that Baitonic Flamel "repaired" a certain item, he initially guessed that it was related to the Resurrection Stone.

Other things simply don't match.

Ivan touched his chin, suspecting that Nick Flamel might be studying multiple things at the same time, but after thinking about it carefully, he thought it was unlikely.

Dumbledore was very anxious at that time and wanted to shorten the "repair" time as much as possible. With the friendly relationship between the two, Nick Flamel should not be tempted to study other topics to share his energy.

Forget it!

After thinking about it for a long time, Ivan had no choice but to shake his head and put it behind him. He couldn't control the affairs between these big guys anyway.

After teasing the alchemical creatures and watering the weird green plants, Ivan went straight back to his room and curiously opened the "New Century Manifesto" and read it.

Turning over the first page, Ivan was stunned when he saw the golden-red preface enlarged several times.

[We should measure the value of a wizard by his magic level rather than his bloodline. The bloodline theory is just the ignorant opinion. This is the magic world, and magic is powerful! 】

"Wait, isn't this what I said? Why is it in this book?" Ivan was very surprised. He looked at the signature below and found that it was indeed his name.

Ivan suddenly thought of something on the cover. He turned it over and took another look, only to suddenly remember that it was the scene where he killed Rhys Nott in the meeting hall more than a month ago.

"No way?" Seeing this, Ivan already had a bad feeling. He quickly turned the pages of the book and continued to read a few more pages, his expression changing unpredictably.

"kindness?"

"ha?"

"What?!"